Title: Spying
Fandom: Avatar: the Last Airbender
Characters: Aang, Azula, Ty Lee, Sokka
Pairing(s): Ty Lee/Azula
Rating: K+
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 619
Prompt: Fight or Flight
Summery: Aang and Sokka spy on Azula and Ty Lee during a festival in the Fire Nation.
“Are you sure we should be doing this?”
“Of course! Now…I know I saw Azula and Ty Lee head this way…”
Aang bit his lip and stopped halfway down the alley. “Sokka, I have a bad feeling about this.”
Sokka ignored him, peeking around the building and down another alley. The sounds of the festival made it hard to hear each other.
“Come on, Aang. You have to know they can’t be up to anything good. Now…” Sokka spun around, one hand holding his fake beard, the other a headband. “We need disguises!”
Aang stared. “Sokka, where did you get those?”
“That’s not important.” Sokka put on the beard, adjusted it and grabbed Aang. Aang struggled to get free. Sokka forced the headband on and as he stepped back to admire his work, Aang’s hand immediately flew to the knot in the back, skimming over his short hair. Sokka slapped his hand away.
“Come on,” he said and slipped around the corner.
Aang groaned.
It took less than five minutes for them to come across two cloaked figures. Sokka held out an arm, baring Aang’s path. They ducked into another alley, and Sokka pressed himself against the wall while Aang knelt down and peered around the corner. One of the figures looked around before lowering their hood: Azula. Ty Lee followed suite as Azula murmured something, and Ty Lee giggled, wrapping her arms around Azula’s neck. Azula placed her hands on Ty Lee’s waist and rested her forehead against Ty Lee’s.
Aang raised an eyebrow, and his gaze darted to Sokka who looked to be entering a state of shock. He shrugged and turned back to Azula and Ty Lee.
They held a murmured conversation for a minute longer, and suspicions ran through Aang’s mind. The idea was ridiculous, though. Well, Azula maybe, but Ty Lee…? She couldn’t be, could she?
Then Azula leaned forward and pressed her lips against Ty Lee’s, banishing all doubt from Aang’s mind. He pulled on Sokka’s pant leg. “Sokka.” He looked up at Sokka and tugged again. “Sokka, I think we should leave.”
“Hold on a second, Aang,” he said slowly. “Maybe it’s a trick.”
“Sokka, I know you’re paranoid, but I don’t think this is a trick.” Aang stood up and pulled on Sokka’s sleeve. “I mean, look at them, does that look like a—what is Azula doing with her tongue?”
Sokka gulped, and his jaw dropped. “Why didn’t I ever think of that?”
“Sokka.” Aang wrapped his arms around Sokka’s waist, tugging him backward. Sokka grabbed the corner and hung on. “Sokka!” Aang hissed. “We need to leave. They’re obviously not doing anything wrong…”
“Leave?” Sokka whispered. “Are you crazy? Two…two… Aang, what’s some Fire Nation slang for extremely beautiful?”
“Um…” Aang wracked his brain for a second. “Hot?”
“Yes, two hot girls are making out, and you want to leave?”
Aang hesitated. Sokka had a point…but what if they were caught? What would Azula do to them? Or Ty Lee? Or even (Aang blanched) Katara if she ever found out?
“The idea is tempting, Sokka,” Aang said, “but it won’t be worth it if we get caught.”
“We’re not going to get caught,” Sokka said. “You worry too much.”
“Oh? Does he really?”
Aang leapt backward. “A-Azula!”
Azula stood in the mouth of their alleyway, amber eyes cold. Ty Lee stood beside her, cheeks tinged pink, one arm around Azula’s waist.
“Azula,” Aang said, “we were just…we were…”
Azula glared at him, eyes boring into him, and he trailed off, stuttering. There was no way to cover this up…
Aang lunged, pushing Sokka toward Azula—almost into Azula—and leapt onto one of the buildings. “It was Sokka’s idea!”
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